Treading my path to an empty tomorrow it felt
With the searing pain of yesterday
as I depart from today
...
Here I stand,
Pondering over my point of origin
Considering the destination
And here I stand
Here I see
As we slowly fall one by one
taken not by death, but
devoured by life itself
For all those smiling hellos and tearful goodbyes
...
Here I stand holding on to the dying past
Here I am dear life
Here I am
...
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